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The sound of the siren echoed through the city streets as the ambulance streaked back towards the mall, the cobra putting the pedal down as hard as he could while the lioness continued to try and treat their patient in the back. Neither they nor the hospital they had called were able to get through to the command center parked outside the besieged mall in order to tell them of their discovery, which only pushed them to get back even faster. The entire time the female EMT could only stare at the orca on the gurney as they continued to moan and rub their hands over their body, his masculine form betrayed by the feminine sex loosely covered by a damp thong and a belly that continued to swell. Even though the lioness had already confirmed that the orca was pregnant, it was still hard for her to believe even as the gestation continued to manifest at a rapid rate.

It wasn't long until the EMT driving the ambulance once again saw the flashing red and blue lights that signaled the police cordon of the mall where all of this started. As they sped into the parking lot the only people left in the area were the officers and the press that they were attempting to keep away from the building. "You sure you want to do this?" the cobra asked once he had parked up as close as he could, seeing the police officers look at them in confusion. "If this thing is biological and potentially airborne this sounds more like a matter for the CDC."

"If it was airborne we'd already be infected," the lioness replied as she gave the orca a mild sedative to keep him calm while they left. "So whether or not we go back at this point is moot, the police have to know about this, especially the Captain. Now let's go, we don't have a moment to waste."

As soon as they stepped outside the ambulance one of the officers broke off from the line and ran over to the two exiting EMT's. "Nobody called on the radio that an ambulance was-" the leonine male said before he saw the lioness approach him. "Oh it's you, what are you doing back here? I thought you were on the way to the hospital with our victim."

"We were on our way when we discovered something we think that Captain should know about," she replied as the officer motioned for them to follow him towards the command center. "We tried to reach them over the radio but no one is responding, so we came back ourselves. I think that there might be something more to what's going on in the mall than we realize, especially after that team came out with our current patient talking about the state of the one who assaulted them and how both he and the victim were in thongs."

"Thongs?" the officer said as he stopped and turned to look at them.

The lioness was about to explain her theory when a loud grunt from where the other officers stood on the line caused the two EMTs to look over. Two of the uniformed males were looking in concern at a third who had dropped his coffee, the Siberian tiger grunting again before he doubled over. Their eyes widened as the others rushed over to help him up, only to back away again when the tiger's uniform tore down the back with a loud rip. The affected officer began to drool as the seams on his clothing burst with every flex of his increasingly muscular body.

Just as the zipper and button of the siberian tiger's pants popped from the growing bulge in front of them, a canine officer that had stood there began to rub his own crotch as a deep, bestial growl escaped from his lips. The confusion amongst them began to sublimate into fear as a third male began to grunt and groan as the wolf's muscles began to swell just like the tiger's. By the time a fourth officer, this one a female cheetah, let out a groan the first transformed male's grunts turned to snarls as he took a meaty, heavily clawed hand and ripped the remains of his tattered pants off his thick legs and revealed a thong stretched to the limit by the massive member that continued to grow with every throb.

The entire section crew was thrown into chaos as the Siberian tiger pounced on the closest person to him and knocked him to the ground, the one next to him attempting to take out his taser before he was brought down by the naked, equally muscular wolf. "H-how," the cobra gasped as the two EMTs slowly backed away from the escalating scene unfolding in front of them.

"It... really was the thongs," the lion, which had been quiet up to that point, suddenly said as he looked at them with a glassy-eyed stare. "We found them scattered all over the place, I don't know which one of us suggested we put them on." As he continued to speak he pressed a hand against his groin that was now devoid of its usual girth. "It seemed like such a dumb idea... but the more we held them and talked about it the more it seemed like a good idea... now I see they were the best thing to ever happen to us..."

The lioness gasped as the feline officer reached down and undid the belt and buttons of his pants, letting them drop to reveal a smooth patch on his groin covered by the striped fabric of a thong. "So... so horny..." he gasped slightly as his fingers reached down between his legs and exposed the feminine lips of his new pussy while watching as some of the breeders found other cunt boys and had begun to mount them. "I need... need a breeder..." once again he turned to the lioness, pulling a thong out from his pants that laid on the parking lot to present to her. "You... you need... need to breed... me. Please, breed me!"

At first the female feline stood frozen in place as the newly transformed male began to approach her with another of the thongs in his hand that the lioness didn't even realize he had. It was clear he was no longer in control of himself, his eyes clouded with lust as he moved towards her only to feel a sharp pull as she turned her head to see the cobra with his arm around her. "Run!" he said sharply, the two of them heading towards the hopefully unaffected mobile command module.

Meanwhile inside the command module the three male SWAT officers continued to stare in horror at their Captain, who grunted slightly as his hand rested against his half-hard cock nestled in the thong he had put on. Their concern for their superior officer was quickly overshadowed, though, as the arctic wolf, who had once been a herm before she had put on her thong in experimentation and transformed into a breeder male, let out a loud roar as her titan body nearly hit the ceiling as she stretched the new muscles. In a knee-jerk reaction the panther grabbed his nightstick and smashed the canine square in the head as hard as he could. The changed officer's head tilted from the force of the hit before it snapped back and he bared his teeth in a snarl before picking the panther up in one hand and throwing him against the locked door of the mobile command center.

As the panther officer hit the side with a loud thud and slumped to the ground the horse looked at his German shepherd Sergeant before running up behind the distracted breeder wolf and pulled his leg back. Before the other canine could shout to stop, the equine took his hoofed foot and planted it firmly between the arctic wolf's huge legs where his swollen orbs dangled. At first it appeared the attack had been successful as the giant creature's knees buckled slightly and he flinched in pain, but the victory in the horse's face turned to horror before the muscled male quickly recovered and with an angry snarl smashed him into the bathroom door and destroyed it.

While the German shepherd tried to restrain the arctic wolf on his own the doberman on the radio was frozen in place as he watched the Captain, his father, grow before his eyes. With a deep huff Captain Sibley ripped off his tightening shirt, exposing his ballooning pectoral muscles while his washboard abs grew into a chiseled eight-pack. A line of drool dripped from his muzzle as he grabbed onto the frame of the doorway as every single tendon in his body seemed to flex, and with every flex his body grew harder and thicker. Meanwhile the younger doberman was mostly fixated on the cock that seemed to stretch out the thong as it grew longer and thicker, the rod of flesh quivering as it transformed and grew erect at the same time. Before the radio officer could move the Captain's cock finally slipped out of the fabric restraints with such a spring it slapped into the other canine's face with enough force to knock him over.

"What are you still doing here, kid?!" the Sergeant yelled as he fell backwards on one of the couches and saw the doberman out of the corner of his eye. "Get out of here now! Get help!"

Behind them the panther officer blinked a few times as he finally started to come to, feeling a heavy weight against his legs as the disorientation from being thrown across the room left him. When he was finally able to see straight he looked down just in time to see a thong-covered scaly rear end in his face that just hardly covered the moist folds of the dragon's sex. No sooner was he able to focus on it did it dart away from him, revealing the former dragoness turned dragon cunt boy on top of him. As he tried to figure out why his former squadmate was grinning at him his breath was suddenly knocked out of his chest as his entire body grew heavier. The panther looked down in shock as the dragon pulled away to reveal the thong that had been placed on him, the already sensitive member surging with growth as a grunt escaped his lips despite himself as he felt every muscle in his body begin to grow.

As the black-furred feline body quivered in sheer pleasure from his new growth the radio officer and Sergeant pushed passed the massively muscled Captain and made their way into the driver's seat of the mobile command center. "Get outside and use the radio to call central," the German shepherd instructed as he handed him the transceiver. "I'll switch the control to the mobile, now hurry-"

Before the officer could finish his sentence he felt something grab onto his bare legs and yank him backwards, disappearing from the cab of the vehicle. He twisted his body around to see the behemoth his commanding officer had become, an almost feral grin on his face as he continued to slide his body back into the main area of the command center. As he was dragged by the radio the Sergeant took a deep breath and kicked the mutated doberman in the face, which surprised the monstrous male long enough for him to scramble to his feet. Just as he switched over the radio to the mobile unit Sibley snarled and this time grabbed him by the hips, his hands able to grasp the equipment for a few seconds before he was pulled away. With his primary mission completed he focused all his efforts on his possible escape, but the infinitely superior strength of the other male made that impossible. In only a few moments the Captain not only had gotten him all the way back but picked him up and slammed him against the table that had contained the blueprints of the mall.

As the towel was ripped away from the German shepherd he could see the newly-thonged panther breeder pushing his thick cock into the nether lips of the cunt boy dragon beneath him on the couch. In the remnants of the bathroom their equine officer continued to try and fend off the huge arctic wolf male who had an almost comically skinny cyan thong stretched between his hand and his teeth. The German shepherd was so caught up in the surreal scene next to him he didn't even notice the doberman sliding on a thong of his own until the fabric brushed up against his thighs. When the innocuous panel of fabric pressed against his crotch the male knew he was doomed, especially as a surge of pleasure radiated through his body from where the material touched his fur.

The Sergeant gritted his teeth as he tried to resist whatever was coming next, perhaps long enough to potentially escape and help his fellow officers. As a haze of pleasure or lust began to filter into his brain; however, he could already feel his willpower begin to erode away as a hand pressed against his groin. The Doberman watched him with gleaming eyes as the average cock of the other canine began to shrink under his ministrations, the German Shepard's eyes rolling back into his head as his mind began to grow dominated by thoughts of sex and breeding. More and more his corrupted mind began to wonder why he fought against such a thing in the first place; he could want nothing more than to be bred by the stud between his legs, the idea of revulsion at such a muscled monster now turning to reverence as the image of a breeder shifted from freak to protector... and lover.

By the time Sibley's fingers had gone from massaging the sensitive flesh outside of the other canine's body to pushing his fingers inside the other officer's body was completely limp in pure bliss. The voice that tried to shout that this was wrong and they had a job to do had been completely overshadowed by a new voice, one that told him to let the dobie breeder stick that massive tool between his legs as deep in him as possible and breed him senseless. Luckily for the latter voice the former Captain was more than willing to oblige as the head of his cock immediately replaced his fingers, the Sergeant gasping as his new snatch was spread wide open his first time.

"Oh Captain!" the canine officer cried out as his breeder's thick meat filled him with his first thrust. Any remnants of his former needs to escape were blown away with the pleasure and need, the need to have his doberman fill him with as many litters as possible. Already he could feel the breeder's spunk leaking into his fertile womb as the sounds of his elation joined the others that filled the mobile command center. As the thick paws of the other canine gripped his thighs the German Shepherd's last coherent thought was that they were no longer Captain and Sergeant, they were breeder and cboy now as the thick doberman cock inside him continued to push deeper into him. The breeder panther was already on his second round of pounding the dragon cboy beneath him while the arctic wolf had his horse partner pinned against the wall, the head of his throbbing maleness pushing aside the equine's thong and sliding its way into his dripping sex.

It was a scene the younger doberman officer fled desperately from as he opened the driver side door and jumped from the command unit, only to find that a similar situation was unfolding outside. Former officers turned thonged breeders had already either converted the other officers or had trapped them, a small group moving towards the group of reporters foolish enough to try and cover it while the rest bred the new cunt boys they created. Before he could figure out what to do he spotted the two EMT's running towards him with several of the breeders right behind them. He quickly motioned for them to follow him and began to crawl underneath the command center, the lioness and cobra following his lead and diving underneath the vehicle.

No sooner had the two gotten under the cab did they hear a loud crunch and saw the vehicle rise up slightly. They looked back to see the thickly-muscled breeders become stuck in the confined space, their clawed hands reaching out to them as they continued to crawl to the other side. With the monstrous males wedged they got safely to the other side of the command unit, the doberman helping the other two to their feet. As the radio officer looked under once more he saw the breeders stop trying to move forward and instead put their hands flat on the ground as their huge biceps flexed.

The doberman shouted to run and the other two quickly followed him as the heavy vehicle began to tilt in their direction. They darted out of the shadow of the command unit as it tipped on its side, metal crunching against asphalt as it slid forward a few inches. All three were thankful that it continued to block the view of the breeders in pursuit of them as they bolted towards the wooded edge of the parking lot. By the time the oversexed males crawled their way to the top of the destroyed vehicle they had disappeared completely into the shrubs that bordered the property, causing the breeders to lose interest before turning back to the others.

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Half an hour later the captured cops and journalists were led into the mall by a group of breeders, their hands zip-tied to their back as they walked through the partially-destroyed atrium. When one of the journalists muttered that it reeked of sex as they made their way through the cum-splattered floor it caused the breeders to chuckle and their hardly-covered cocks to twitch. Behind their group were a number of other cboys, most of them with sopping wet thighs and slightly distended bellies that hung over the straps of their thongs. Leading the pack of captured individuals were two cops that had almost escaped in a police cruiser until one of the breeders smashed in their windshield and they were dragged out.

"I have a very bad feeling about this, Gary..." the puma said as he looked at his partner.

"Nah Carlos, what would make you think that?" the otter officer replied sarcastically. "We're only bound in our own cuffs being led to who-knows-what after a bunch of our friends turned into these muscle freaks and captured us. I think it's going swimmingly!"

Carlos just rolled his eyes before he glanced at the naked black-scaled dragon that walked alongside him, particularly at the erection he sported. He didn't want to tell his partner that more than once he had to fight his own cock stiffening when he saw the leviathans that escorted them in action. Whether it was the extremely erotic display or the smell of musk in the air a quick glance revealed he wasn't alone, several unchanged males had started to pitch tents in their pants despite looks of embarrassment.

"So what do you think we should do then?" Carlos whispered. "Our guards aren't paying much attention, maybe make a break for it?"

"Doubtful," Gary whispered back. "If it was mostly the guys with the girly parts maybe, but those muscle freaks are fast and even with our hands free I doubt we could outpace them. Maybe if they were distracted by something..."

"They were plenty distracted by those cboys when all hell broke loose," Carlos commented. "Unfortunately they're plenty focused now, and even if that did happen again it looks like the ratio of muscles to snatches is like two to one, maybe even three to one."

The otter sighed and nodded, waiting for one of the breeders to stop looking at them before he continued on. "I think all we can do right now is hope that one of the guys in the central command unit are able to get a message out so they can come in and bring the cavalry... though I think we're not just being taken in here to be hostages."

As they were all moved into the food court; however, what they saw next quickly took their attention off of themselves as their eyes widened and jaws dropped. There in the middle of the mattress-covered floor a heavily pregnant hyena and leopard laid on their back panting heavily, their breeders surrounding them as their legs quivered. Perry had gone into labor first as the first cboy impregnated by his friend, followed quickly thereafter by the leopard he had come to know at Wyatt. The two lithe males held each other's hands as they were rocked with orgasm after orgasm, their reward for carrying their first, but definitely not last, litter. Unlike a typical pregnancy there labor was relatively short lived and before they knew it they had delivered several children, which as they arched their backs up to see found them to be a mixture of breeders and cunt boys.

When Perry was finally finished he fell back onto the mattress with a heavy sigh of both exertion and pleasure. Already his litter had started to grow to the point where they were able to walk, straying away from the group to find food and thongs of their own. Much like their gestation it appeared their maturation was equally accelerated, no doubt their children would become adult breeders and cunt boys before the sun rose in the sky the next morning. But with his pregnancy cycle finished the corrupted creature's thoughts turned once more to the primal need to be bred again as his stretched snatch yearned for more. The other breeders had already started to advance on him, but before one of them could pounce he motioned for them to stop, instead pointing to the breeder dragon that had pumped Wyatt full of seed, seed that he eagerly wanted inside him.

The draconic behemoth was more then happy to accept such an invitation as it lumbered forward and slid on top of the hyena's sweat and cum soaked fur. By this point Perry was so used to the girth of the breeder cocks that it slipped easily inside his feminine sex, causing him to let out a loud groan as he was filled once again. His breeder wolf and the leopard didn't seem to mind it all that much, instead pairing up with one another as they began the cycle of life once more.

As Perry braced himself and held his hips up in the air for the hulking dragon to better push into him he could hear the cries of the other cunt boys beginning their labors. With their quick spread into the mall itself many were having it at the same time while the breeders stood idly by and waited. Some of the bigger males played with each other while they waited, but Perry knew they were waiting for their cboys to be available once again to start the cycle anew. As the hyena looked up at the clock he realized it had only been ten hours... ten hours between him having sex to giving birth. It was a cycle he thoroughly enjoyed as he twisted himself around and wrapped his legs as best he could against the slabs of muscle that were the dragon's scaled thighs. The corrupted canine scheming was put on hold as he felt the heavy maleness inside him eagerly slide in and out of him to breed him once more. His head tilted back as he lost himself in the pure lust of two rutting creatures, crying out and teasing his own body as he was filled to the brim once more with the cock he desperately craved.

For Carlos and Gary the two police officers were pulled away from the bizarre scene when they felt their pants and underwear get ripped from their legs. Despite the situation the puma couldn't help but feel embarrassed when his half-hard cock flopped out into the air, something that caused the breeder in front of them to smirk as he held the black and blue thong in front of him. He could feel his partner's gaze burrowing into him as he raised up his legs to allow the breeder to slide the silky garment up his legs until he felt the snug band press against his bare waist. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized he wanted this, a grin forming on his face despite himself as his cock surged forward in growth and stretched the fabric with each throb.

The feline grunted as he felt the zip ties pop off his thickening wrists, allowing him to reach forward with his beefier arms and rip the tight uniform shirt off his swelling chest. His snout thickened slightly as his features grew more bestial, his want for growth and muscles and sex enflamed into pure need as he heard the gasps of those around him. He almost didn't realize someone had put something into his outstretched hands, the lengthening fingers closing around a thong as the breeder who changed him motioned with his head towards his partner. A deep, rumbling chuckle left Carlos' throat as he rolled his broadening shoulders and thickening neck as he knelt down in front of the struggling otter. The bright yellow thong slid up the otter's legs easily, Carlos watching eagerly as his former partner's struggles began to cease as soon as it touched his crotch.

As the other breeders began to thong the rest of the captives Carlos was concentrated on his cboy, watching the lithe male quiver as his already small dick shank and slid downward. By the time the completely transformed breeder puma had stuck his hard cock between the male's legs his sex had already pushed into his body, forming into the perfect opening for Carlos. He could see Gary's resistance quickly crumble under the thrall of pleasure as the corrupted male began to thrust his hips up, impaling the cunt boy otter. Others around them began to do the same as Gary wrapped his arms and legs around the puma while Carlos moved them to a more comfortable spot to breed...

Meanwhile the two EMT's watched as the doberman radio officer tried once again to bring up anyone on the radio, only to hear nothing but static. "Damn, they must have knocked out the radio when they flipped the command unit," he finally said as he sat down in frustration. "And with the terrible reception and no booster from the vehicle we're going to have to drive at least a few miles before we have enough bars to call in... and that's if we can get to a car without those things grabbing us."

"I say we hoof it through the woods," the cobra replied, the other two looking back at him. "I know it's quite a walk but it's our best way to get help right now, there's nothing we can do for them up here or if we're captured and turned into one of them."

The doberman fell silent as he turned and looked back at the mall, chewing on a fingertip. "I can't just leave my dad there..." he said after a minute of contemplation. "With the radio down they'll eventually investigate, but if I have a chance to stop this now I have to. What if there's a way to reverse it, but only if we act now?"

"I know you're worried about your dad now, hon, but I don't know if that's a good idea," the lioness spoke up. "He probably wouldn't even recognize you at this point."

"I don't care!" the officer shouted as he threw the radio to the ground. "I have to go and save him! All of them!"

After the doberman's outburst the cobra EMT stood up and walked past him to also look at the mall, fingers on his scaled snout as the gears of his mind turned. "It is rather strange that they seem to be consolidating rather than spreading," he remarked. "Once they took down the police force that surrounded the building they'd be free to spread like a plague, yet they've actually condensed themselves instead of expand. Perhaps our new friend here is onto something."

"You can't be serious," the lioness asked.

"It's better than a few miles in the woods in the dark," the cobra replied as he stretched out his hand to the doberman. "My name is Lucius, by the way."

"William," the doberman said as he shook it, then both of them looked to the lioness who rolled her eyes and got up. "You guys don't have to go with me if you don't want to you know, especially with what I've seen if you guys want to take off that's completely understandable. I have to do this, though."

"I was the one who initially examined the first victim you brought out," the lioness explained before she also reached out and shook William's hand. "My name is Gwen by the way, and I've been a registered nurse and an EMT for quite a while, so I think if there is a potential medical reason for this phenomenon I can find it, however crazy it might be."

"Crazy is right," William said as the three looked back down at the mall. "A trained squad of SWAT team members almost didn't get out of there, are we really doing this with a radio officer and two EMT's?"

"It appears so," Lucius replied with a slight smirk. "Come on then, let's go see what all this thong business is really about..."